Sometimes we must leave,
in order to arrive.
Sometimes we must go up,
to know we belong on the ground.
Sometimes we bow,
to know why we should stand.
Sometimes you have to be apart,
to know you belong together.
Sometimes we need to see something small,
to know what is great.
Sometimes to know what is right,
we need to see what is wrong.Because sometimes,
you have to see, to believe.

A Bible, a chair,
some time in prayer.
Love, truth and faith,
in whatever state.
A humble heart,
generous hands.
Friends in Christ
to hold you tight.
The word of God
that cuts like a sword.
The Spirit of Christ,
with who you were baptized.